Crenshaw And Homeland

[Intro]

Ay, one, two (Oh)

One, two, yeah, one two

One, two

[Verse 1]

Product of my environment

It was either death, jail, or selling Verizon Wireless

I remember hearing the Talking Heads

Gave me fear of the walking dead

I ain't too strange to groove to

Half 2 Chainz and YouTube

Watching the Wu-Tang on Hulu

Everything changed since Guru

It was a couple odd things and loose change, but who knew

Lupe really hated Royce?

When I make a choicе, I'm a bunch of disjointed data points

I'm a grown man with toddler habits

I got it becausе my father had it

Hella LA secrets hitting in Roger Rabbit

Shang-Chi versus the water dragon

This dark attraction's a monster magnet

Kid was simple Simon 'cause of Mr. Simons

I was either rhyming or vibing to Stone Temple Pilots

In 2020, I was caught slippin'

Auto Reverse is a business

Updated the Terms and Conditions

It's your turn to do the dishes

[Chorus]

Part of me wants a space

Haunting me with the view

The city is fucking loud

It's telling me what to do

It's telling me what to do

It's telling me what to do

The ghetto is fucking loud

It's telling me what to do

[Verse 2]

One, two

Blank stare on my face where the emotions go

Prolly chewing on shit I ain't supposed to know

I lived my whole life on pins and needles

Cop lawyers defending evil

And I ain't out here bending people

Motherfuckers just want permission to say nigga

That's all it is

I don't believe in nothing too strongly

The brain computes wrongly

I'm playing barefoot like Luc Longley

Some people shouldn't go to Cali

Eighteen seasons with no finale

Usually find me below the valley

We're chilling in Oakland and the surroundings

Up in Jefferson, the citizens would like to tie a rope around me

I'm kinda getting annoyed

Either you're smitten or you didn't enjoy

The hustle monster said get it and win

I'm steady buying these invisible coins

For all the hard shit I couldn't avoid

I'm a dip for like a month or two

I ain't tryin' to cook your comfort food

[Chorus]

Part of me wants a space

Haunting me with the view

The city is fucking loud

It's telling me what to do

It's telling me what to do

It's telling me what to do

The ghetto is fucking loud

It's telling me what to do